The Khitan people on top of the city were already red-eyed. Yelu Shanmin roared and asked several of his third brother's guards to ignite the gunpowder bombs and start throwing them down the city wall, smashing into the crowd of panicked Jurchen Tatars.
middle……
Defeated, the invincible Jurchen army was actually defeated! Six to seven thousand Jurchen troops fled frantically, but even so, the real Jurchen army still remained in formation, shrinking back in an orderly manner, and finally gathered at the front of the battlefield.
Panting and waiting outside the range of the crossbow.
Rather than saying that the Jurchen pro-army is retreating, it is better to say that they are waiting for their commander to give themselves an explanation... What are the horrible things thrown by the Khitan people? Is it a magic weapon or some kind of gunpowder weapon?
Wanyan Yinshu didn't say anything. He was the commander-in-chief of an army, and he must not show panic or superficiality... After all, he was the backbone of an army of more than 10,000 people.
"Get back first and count the casualties. The Khitan weapons... are nothing to worry about!"
Wanyan Yinshuke pulled the reins and turned around to return to the camp. He wanted to wait...wait for his confidant Jurchen soldiers to come back and tell him what the hell it was? When did the Khitans have such a thing?
The Jurchen army withdrew like a tide. There was silence for a long time above the city of Lingyang County, and then a burst of cheers suddenly broke out...
Yelu Shanmin held on to the crenellations of the female wall. The blood under his feet was as thick as mud. He looked at the corpses of Jurchen soldiers and servants piled under the city... Yelu Shanmin breathed a sigh of relief and looked back at Agree, who was shaking all over.
A few bombardiers.
"How many gunpowder bombs does Brother Yelushan have? Why did he only send over a hundred?"
Brother Yelu Shan's personal soldier touched his chest and replied, "When I return to the eldest prince, I only got two hundred pieces in total! They were sent by a merchant named Song Wen, a friend of the third prince in the Song Dynasty... I don't know anything else."
Yelu Shanmin licked his chapped lips and nodded: "You guys will immediately follow my personal guards and rush back to Xijin Mansion with my letter... This gunpowder bomb must not fall into the hands of others!"
Several guards bowed and saluted: "I obey!"
Yelu Shanmin knew that the Jurchens on the opposite side were already a little panicked. The heavily armored soldiers who had been victorious in every battle and even the Pishi Army was defeated in one battle, actually lost hundreds of them in his own hands! This was a comprehensive battle between Daliao and Jurchens.
The first big victory since the beginning of the war... promotion to an official position is just around the corner!
The side of Zhongjing City has not yet been lost, and General Yelu Dayuan can mobilize at least 50,000 troops... If they can really come forward to support him, maybe the food, grass and baggage in Lingyang County can really be saved!
The Jurchens are now crossing the Huanglong Prefecture in the northeast. This time, they have crossed over the Liaoyang Prefecture in Tokyo, which has not yet been lost, and directly shocked the central capital of the Liao Dynasty. But the most important thing is that their food and grass supplies do not seem to be that sufficient! Once they really save Lingyang County,
Liaoyang Prefecture and Zhongjing are attacking from both sides. The lost Qianzhou in Chengzhou cannot provide sufficient food and grass supplies to the Jurchens at all. If the capital city harasses and cuts off the Jurchens' supply line in the direction of Huanglong Prefecture...it seems that Daliao will win.
hope?
Yelu Dayuan's abilities are limited, and he is very likely to hide his achievements...but he is the eldest son of the Great Liao Nanyuan, and Yelu Dashi and his father are allies. This time he will be the third general of Yelu.
Marshal Oishi’s recommendation...
Yelu Shanmin returned to the camp and wrote a letter to Marshal Yelu Dashi of the Liao army who was far away in Linhuang Mansion, Shangjing City. He reported the battle situation in Lingyang County and the current war situation in detail, and then sent a letter to Marshal Yelu Dashi. The confidant's bodyguard immediately sneaked out of the north gate and went to Linhuang Mansion to deliver the message.
Marshal Yelu Dashi still has the most elite palace branch army under the Liao Emperor at his disposal, as well as nearly 100,000 Han troops... This battle of the Liao Dynasty may not be a complete defeat!
Yelu Shanmin stood up, his eyes flickering... Gunpowder bombs, why are these things so scary? Third brother Yelu Shanmin... It seems that he is going to have a good relationship with his third brother this time.
This gunpowder bomb must not fall into the hands of others.
Inside the Jurchen camp, Wanyan Yinshuke frowned and looked at the Jurchen messenger in front of him.
General Wanyan Zonghan urged, the Jurchen army has shrunk to the north and camped by the river north of Qianzhou. The ruined Qianzhou cannot hold on, and there is not much food and grass to supplement... The Jurchens are better, their military morale is stable and their morale is high! Fight to support the four sides. Thousands of elite soldiers can barely survive... But these Tieli tribesmen, Bohai people, and Han people who have taken refuge with the Jurchens do not have much fighting spirit and morale. If the most basic supplies of food and grass cannot be guaranteed, they can turn around at any time. Fall into the arms of the Khitan people again!
Wanyan Yinshuke secretly made some calculations, raised his head and said to the messenger: "Be calm, tomorrow at dawn... I will use all my troops to conquer Lingyang County, and I will send these grains to Qianzhou University one by one. camp!"
"Master Ten Thousands is mighty, I'm sorry, please resign!"
The messenger knelt down on one knee, performed a breast-stroking salute, then turned around and left.
Wanyan Yinshuke frowned, and the guard outside the tent reported: "Sir, Commander Hezhahe Shilie of the Left Army is asking to see you!"
"He Shilie, come in!"
He Shilie holds the position of Hezha, commanding ten Meng'an. He is already regarded as a noble general of the Jurchen clan, and is considered one of Wanyan Yinshuke's trusted clan members.
"Sir, please take a look..."
He Shilie held over a piece of cowhide, with several pieces of iron still stained with blood placed on it.
"That explosive thing can blast out such sharp pieces of iron! There are also fireworks, and the iron pagoda covered in double-layered heavy armor can blow up five or six people at once! But it can't penetrate the heavy armor."
He Shilie took out another breastplate from behind, and an iron piece on it pierced the armor leaf to a depth of less than half an inch.
"Where did the Liao people get this thing? The artillery, fire caltrops and other things they learned from the Song Dynasty are of no use at all! Since there is such a thing, why not use it on the battlefield northeast of Zhongjing?"
He Shilie whispered: "Could it be that the Khitans don't have many such weapons?"
"The guard general of Lingyang County is Yelu Shanmin, an unknown person...but he is just a good old man."
He Shilie nodded thoughtfully: "The king of Nanjing is guarding Nanjing, Yeluqi! Nanjing's Xijin Mansion is close to the Song Dynasty. Is it possible that these gunpowder weapons were obtained by Yeluqi from the Song Dynasty to save his son's life?"
Wanyan Yinshu nodded... "Let's test it again tomorrow! See how many gunpowder bullets this Yelu Shanmin has in his hand?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the shouts of scouts and soldiers coming from the door of the tent... Wanyan Yinshuke said angrily: "What is this noise about? Get in..."
The soldiers walked into the big tent with a dusty scout. The scout knelt on one knee and reported: "Sir, the Chinese army's flying cavalry has reported that another 50,000 troops have been assembled in the capital of the Liao Kingdom, intending to fight again! The commander sent I came here to send a message that we must start transporting grain and grass tomorrow. If we cannot break through the city quickly, we must immediately retreat to the vicinity of Qianzhou so that the Chinese army can respond!"
Wanyan Yinshuke frowned... "Is there a token letter?"